⚠️Chapter Contains Some Violence⚠️The back gate opens up to Dawson, Dylan, and one of the members carrying 3 small bodies. I could tell by the beautiful dark green hair that faded into lime green that she happens to be Tinsley. Before anyone could even stop me, I begin to run as fast as my 4'11 frame lets me.
"Oh fuck! Tinsley!" I practically yell out.
"Stay back Mac. We don't know if they're dangerous!" Dylan snaps.
"She wouldn't harm a goddamn fly Dylan!" I snap back.
"How do you know her?" Draven calls out.
"Because those three are my best friends from Vander! We worked in a bloody bar together!" I yell back not mad at him. Just worried for my three best friends.
When I reached Tinsley, I move her hair carefully from her face. Her face is so busted up. She has gash across her forehead. I let out a small gasp, like I'm fighting for air.
"What happened to them?" I ask the four in front of me.
"Well when we were chasing that van." Dawson says while scratching his head.
"These three were thrown out of it before they crossed the town line." Dawson finally finishes.
"Blondie in Gunner's arms said 'tell Mac to hide. They're coming for her.' So we sort of tied them up because we had no clue if they were dangerous or not and brought them here." Dylan says while looking at the ground.
"Sorry boss, we didn't know where to take them." Gunner apologizes.
"Take them inside. I have a medical kit in mom's truck." I order like I'm their boss.
I run to get my kit and race back inside. Draven, dad, my three brothers, Gunner, and Jax are in the living room. I walk over to Tinsley and begin to check her over. She is the worst of the bunch. Tinsley slowly starts to come too. She sese me and launches into my small frame.
"Oh thank God! Mac you're safe. I was so worried!" Tinsley screeches.
"I'm fine Tins. But I need to check you over. Please get off me and lay back down." I gasp out. After some debates, she finally gets back into her previous seat. I slowly look over Tins. She has a concussion, bruised ribs, a swollen jaw, and her gashed forehead.
"Tins babe, I'm going to have to stitch your face." I whisper to her. She has a fear of shots and needles. So, this will be a struggle for her.
"Like the fuck you are. Clean it, gauze it, and tape it up. Hell, even super glue it shut. There ain't going to be any damn needle coming to my body." Tins says in horror.
"Tins, it needs to be stitched up. I can't just put super glue in that cut and hope it holds up." I plead with her.
"Like hell. No ma'am." Tins retorts.
"What if I distract you while my sister stitches it?" Kaiser asks. This gets me to stop gathering my supplies and look at my brother like he just turned into a bloody dragon. He's never really went out of his way like this to help a stranger, let alone a girl out. I notice the looks Kai is giving her. He has a crush.
Kaiser has a damn crush on Tinsley!
"Dear lord! Mac I knew you had brothers but you never said that one was a walking sex god." Tins whispers. However, even though she whispered to me. Everyone could hear her. This causes Kai and Tins faces to turn pink. All of us burst into laughter at their expense.
"Hey Kai! I think you found a way to distract her." Draven calls out. Kaiser's face is now blood red. Hell, even his ears are red. Kaiser gets embarrassed so damn easily. Kaiser walks to the couch next to Tins and places her non gashed side into his chest. I walk over with my lidocaine shot and my surgical needle and thread. Kaiser is talking to her as I give her a few pokes of the lidocaine into her gash. She winces a few times but stays mostly calm. I stitch her forehead up and slowly walk to Kenna. Kenna is the second worst one of the two. Looking Kenna over, who begins to stir. I see her ribs are bruised and she has a small stab wound to her upper arm. Her face is battered but other than that it is pretty much okay, unlike Tins.
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